As I was walking to him, the man suddenly grabbed a silver sphere thing from a table and ran off with it. Everybody was utterly shocked, because how often does a church get stolen from? Father Zeke, however, was acting the strangest. "After him!" He screamed, his voice echoing. And, the strangest part of all, everybody did exactly that. Every person in that church went after him. I found myself running, but for a different reason. I was deadly curious to find out what was going on. I was running slower than everybody else, and everybody was in an epic brawl, all over where the man was. That is, until I saw him run off into the woods, without his jacket. I chuckled and followed him.
He stopped in a clearing about a mile away from where everybody was fighting. He was catching his breath when I said "Impressive." He jumped and whirled around.
"Who are you?" he asked.
"I could ask the same for you. I'm Melissa Evans."
"David Mallard."
"What was that thing you stole from the church?"? I asked, and he looked at me sharply.
"You saw that?"
"Yeah, and apparently so did Father Zeke. What's so important about it?"
"You wouldn't understand."
"Try me." I said. He looked at me for a minute, then grinned.
"All right, fine." he said. But just as he was about to tell me, we were stopped.
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Diablo
Paranormal"Devils can exist anywhere, Lissa. Even in the church." THIS IS JUST A FIGMENT OF MY IMAGINATION AND NOTHING IS THIS STORY IS FACT.
